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She
With guns & fire,
Two arms full of holes,
And nothing to hold.
She
With secrets that wait
On corners in the dark,
To pinch with a pain,
To sting and to smart
God knows it gets so hard
To keep out the cold,
When you
He
Who always acts tough,
But goes way too far,
Or not far enough.
But someday when it gets hard,
Hard just to breathe,
She
He
God knows it gets so hard
To keep out the cold,
When you
She
With guns & fire,
Two arms full of holes,
And nothing to hold.
Nothing to hold.
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